Chapter 885

"We didn't find them, they found us." In the past six months, he has been lurking in China and has never appeared. Kimura Yokohama's face is still young, just a little more calm than before. "Originally, it's their business. The reason why I'm interested is that there is one more person in it. Fujiwara Jun, I want to aim at him and make use of Nanyang people. "

"Is that Yang Xiaobao?" Fujiwara's black shirt was scorching in the sun, and his face was sweating like a waterfall, but he didn't dare to wipe it because Kimura was sweating. Kimura is one year younger than him, but Fujiwara is full of awe for him. You have to be careful in the face of a young man who has been killed. He is the "flower of Asian intelligence".

"Yes, that's the young man." Kimura Yokohama looks down at the Donghai university campus just one street away, imagining that Yang Xiaobao is dormant in a corner there, waiting to kill himself at a certain time. He turned his head and looked at Fujiwara with a faint cold light in his eyes. "My teacher, Inoue, was defeated by him. My teacher not only failed in action, but also in spirit and will. I watched it happen, and in the end I had to clean up the situation. "

Kimura, as a "scavenger", started to clean up Inoue Hiroshi, who had become a traitor in fact, after the failure of the Japanese action plan. However, he still called this famous senior in the intelligence community "teacher". Fujiwara did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. According to the strange logic of the Japanese people, the dead are gods. No matter how unbearable a person is in his life, as long as he dies, all his shame will be wiped out.

Fujiwara looked around and said seriously, "this place has a good view. It's a wonderful commanding point overlooking the campus. It's a good sniper location. Maybe we can set up a sniper rifle here. As long as the time is right, pull the trigger, Yang Xiaobao will disappear from the world. I can confidently say that I am a good sniper. I won the rifle shooting champion in the National Games

Kimura's face was expressionless. He glanced at Fujiwara and said, "you shouldn't wear a black shirt."

Fujiwara did not expect that he suddenly talked about this, Leng for a while, some embarrassed to say: "yes, yes. The black shirt absorbs heat. It's too hot in this weather. "

"You are wrong. Of course I don't care if you're hot or cold. As a sniper, he should not wear bright colored clothes, and he should pay more attention to integrating with the environment when climbing to observe. The building under my feet is light white, but you are wearing a black shirt. Fujiwara Jun, you may be a good shooter, but you are by no means a good sniper. "

Kimura Yokohama coldly said this, put away the telescope, turned downstairs, and never looked at Fujiwara again.

The sweat on Fujiwara's forehead was more severe, but almost all of it was cold sweat. He was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed behind the Yokohama of Kimura. He closed his mouth and did not dare to say more.

They went downstairs, got into a black accord, and quietly joined the traffic.

In an hour. North suburb River Park. Far away from the bustling downtown area, it is a rare quiet place in the suburb of Haizhou city. Every evening, there will always be many people come for a walk to enjoy the beautiful riverside scenery. A black accord car is parked quietly on the grass beside the river bank, mixed with dozens of private cars of various types, which seems not to attract people's attention.

After a while, a Cadillac came quietly and stopped quietly by the accord. The window was slowly lowered, and a middle-aged man's dark face appeared on the driver's seat, with typical thick black eyebrows and big eyes of Nanyang aborigines. He turned his head to look at the accord, and his right hand knocked out a series of codes of different lengths.

Soon, half of the black glass of the accord car came down, revealing half the face of a young man, still expressionless, looking straight ahead: "Mr. nado, don't you think it's stupid to meet in this way of last century?"

The Nanyang man, known as Kimura and nado, laughed: "maybe it's stupid, but I still want to see you. In Nanyang, no matter the ordinary people or the top military and political officials, there has never been a contract in their minds. We are all used to seeing is believing, and everyone only cooperates with acquaintances. "

He fixed his eyes on the half face in the window of accord and said with a smile, "but you won't show your face to me."

Kimura Yokohama light said: "why to show your face to you? We are just short-term cooperation, not long-term cooperation, that is cohabitation and marriage. I'm not your acquaintance, and I won't be your acquaintance. We get what we need, that's all. I can come to the appointment as you wish and show you half a face. This is my greatest sincerity. "

"Your Japanese sense of humor is ridiculous." Nado pulled down his face and said coldly, "you said that the Chinese intelligence agencies have your information. I guess they have a lot of photos of you, right? They are our common enemies, and we are cooperative friends. "

"There are no friends in our business. There's no point in talking about it." Kimura Yokohama raised his eyebrows and seemed to smile, but his tone clearly showed disdain. "Chinese intelligence agencies have my information, that's their ability. They deserve it. " The implication is that you Nanyang people are not worthy.

Nado forbeared his anger and said coldly, "since Mr. Kimura is not willing to discuss the issue of mutual trust, let's say something practical: when are you going to attack Yang Xiaobao? He's our biggest obstacle. You are responsible for Yang Xiaobao, and we will do the rest. "

Kimura Yokohama said coldly: "your question is very unprofessional. A mature intelligence officer will never ask others about the details of the operation. There are only two consequences, one is that he will kill you on the spot, and the other is that he will be ready to kill you. "

Nado's face was livid, and two words came out of his lips: "good!"

When both sides stopped talking, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. No one noticed that the murderous atmosphere in the two cars was looming, and they were falling into a tense and dangerous confrontation.

After a long silence, Yokohama Kimura opened his mouth first: "well, Mr. nado, it's very dangerous to load a bullet. Be careful, your right hand should be removed from your Glock pistol."

Nado was startled, and the cold sweat on his forehead came down. The opposite side knew that he was loaded with a pistol by the slight sound he heard, and accurately judged what kind of gun he was! Obviously, with the ability to anticipate the enemy's initiative and keen observation and judgment, if we really want to fight each other, we will never be able to do well on our own side.

"What I can tell you, Mr. nado, is that we'll do it whenever you do it. It won't be more than a minute in the evening. I can assure you that Yang Xiaobao will not be your obstacle. " Putting down these words, Kimura Yokohama gestured to Fujiwara to drive, and the accord car drove away slowly.

Staring at the bottom of the accord that disappeared in sight, nado's cold sweat just dried on his forehead came down again. He is very clear that the other party dares to claim that they will do it when they do it. That is to imply that they are in control of all the news on their side. For these Japanese people, they have no secrets at all. They can see everything in detail. This kind of ability is much more terrible than hearing the sound to judge the loading of the bullet.

Black accord leaves the river park, turns on the main road leading to the city and joins the Che river. Fujiwara paid special attention to the suspicious vehicles in the rear view mirror. There are no friends in this line of work who can be trusted, especially those who have just been shamed. We must be on guard against whether these Nanyang people will follow us and find their hiding place.

"Don't worry, they won't follow." Kimura Yokohama is leaning against the co driver's seat, shutting his eyes. It seems that he can guess what Fujiwara is worried about without looking at it. He said faintly: "they already know their weight. Although they are still stupid, I have reminded them to be smart."

Fujiwara slowed down, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "Kimura, I still don't understand, although we really need to deal with Yang Xiaobao - whether it's public or private. But why do we have to help those stupid Nanyang monkeys? "

Kimura did not answer. He sneered bitterly. The laughter was as sharp as a blade scraping a stone. Fujiwara's scalp numb, pursed his lips, and tried to restrain his impulse not to take a rag to block his mouth.

Kimura gathered a smile and said, "Mr. Fujiwara, you should learn to enlarge the pattern and look at the problem from the fundamental motive. They want to deal with Wei Zhuang, but because Wei Zhuang has a unique influence in the formulation of China's strategic policies concerning Nanyang, and he holds a tough attitude. "

"After eliminating his hawk, the five Nanyang countries will be in a more favorable position in the negotiations on fishery and island ownership with China. It involves a lot of economic interests and national sovereignty interests. Of course, they are willing to invest heavily. "

"But I'd like to say that this kind of calculation looks smart, but it's actually stupid. What is not available on the battlefield is not available on the negotiation table. It is the weak who attempt to change the foreign strategy of a country by assassinating its important figures. To be honest, in this struggle between China and Nanyang, who wins or loses has little influence on the interests of Japan. "

Speaking of this, Kimura stopped and gazed at Fujiwara with a slight frown: "do you want to ask what is the best result for us in Japan?"

Fujiwara nodded, he had to admit that this fierce guy once again guessed what he thought in his heart.

Kimura laughed: "it's very simple. For the fisherman, the most favorable result is that the snipe and the clam fight, and neither of them can win. The best result is no result. "